[Intro]
Ayy, top dog shit, y'all 'ready know what the fuck goin' on with me, man
It's us (Bling, bling)
Best to ever do it (Drop-top, yeah-yeah, yeah, skrrt)
Let do it

[Chorus]
I put Goyard on all of my bitches, they gave me that pussy, how they pay me back
I just boarded a flight to LA and I got no idea when I’m coming back
Grabbing za' off the shelf, I don’t read the label
This that-, yeah, I call it Rollin Thrax
I got bitches on my phone, they wanna see me now, I only call these bitches up for sex
I can’t love that ho 'cause I ain’t Kiki, now I got these bitches fucking with my head
I be blowing racks when I walk in the store 'cause you can’t take them with you when you dead (Can't take them with you when you dead)
It’s some bitches I got on delivered now (Yeah), because back then they would leave my ass on read (Yeah)
Might drop dead in the floor in my living room, because the way I’m tripping off these meds (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
You can’t tell me no different, I know this shit deeper than all the fucking words we said (Yeah)
We keep arguing, man I’m so tired of this, girl I think we just need to reset (Yeah, yeah)
Trying to find how to meet in the middle, shawty I ain't mean to make your ass upset
Your new n***a a lame and you know that shit, that’s why I barely take him as a threat (Yeah, let do it)
This a big body truck and she’s noticing, that’s what I’m tryna pick your ass up in
Figured you was playing in my face, I fucked around and took the shit up, up on the chin (Yeah, yeah)
Ain’t familiar with the game like that make me lesser of a man
I’m just steady trying to find my fucking way out, outer space, try and find out when I land
Yeah, I’m with BSaint, I’m toting on G5, I ain’t throwing hands (Yeah, yeah)
Wasn’t telling my dukes I was going to the stu', but fuck it, boy I had a plan (I did)
Ran a milli' up, said fuck a honey bun, I'm eating Benihana’s with the fam'
I done gave my lil' bro some money, fuck the college fund, I’m fucking college hoes, ain’t doing fans
[Bridge]
Just give me the keys to the coupe, I’ma takeoff (Just give me the keys to the coupe-, skrrt)
Know n***as they hate it, they ain’t want me to take off
My brother, he slime, I can’t fuck with no snake, no
That bitch off the 'Migos, like "R.I.P. Takeoff" (R.I.P.)

[Verse 2]
I-I-I don’t got no feelings, fuck these bitches, 'cause they cappin' (Bitches they be)
I ain’t fucking with not one these n***as, 'cause they always talking for reaction (Woo-woo)
Pull up on that ho, she eat my dick so good, I think that ho gon' need a napkin
She’s my favorite bitch, no, she’s not average (She’s my favorite bitch, no, she’s not-)

[Chorus]
I put-, I put Goyard on all of my bitches, they gave me that pussy, how they pay me back (How they pay me back)
I just boarded a flight to LA and I got no idea when I’m coming back (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Grabbing za' off the shelf, I don’t read the label
This that-, yeah, I call it Rollin Thrax
I got bitches on my phone, they wanna see me now, I only call these bitches up for sex (Yeah, yeah)
I can’t love that ho 'cause I ain’t Kiki, now I got these bitches fucking with my head (Fucking with my head)
I be blowing racks when I walk in the store 'cause you can’t take them with you when you dead (Take them with you when you dead)
It’s some bitches I got on delivered now (Yeah), because back then they would leave my ass on read (They would leave my ass on read)
Might drop dead in the floor in my living room, because the way I’m tripping off these meds

[Outro]
Yeah (Yeah)
I ain't tripping off meds